However, the other party was not much better, only an iron staff badge fire elemental mage who had also been slightly injured in the fierce battle, and the golden owl badge alchemist Rondo, who stood calmly on the carriage of the undead.

Escaping has become a luxury, and now there is only hope that the paper pigeon he sent out will be received sooner rather than later, and that he will feel his dangerous situation, and all that remains is to delay as much time as possible and buy time for the slim chance.

The carriage of the undead stopped, and Rondo stepped out of it, and the wounded Iron Staff Badge Fire Elemental Mage jumped down and fell to the side, checking the injuries on his body. "Damn, my ribs were broken. ”

Rondo doesn't have time to care about a Rod Emblem Fire Mage, the only reason he's here tonight is because of AZ Kzmaar, who is only responsible for the requests of his friend, and he doesn't care about the lives of anyone else.

Walking up to Font, Rondo's remaining eyes, which didn't look very complete, stared at the young man standing in front of him with interest. "A young possessor of supernatural powers, who has not yet had time to register with the Holy See, a wizard with the strength equivalent to the Silver Raven Badge level, it is a bit interesting, you are a genius. ”

Wundt took this admiration for his enemies with stride, and he had heard countless people praise him for his talent in this area, and he was accustomed to it, and he endured the sharp pain from his broken leg, brushing his hair that had been messed up, and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Rondo, no one can be called a genius in front of you. ”

A compliment can at least make the other party temporarily deposit in joy, have the patience to continue the conversation, and buy time for the arrival of reinforcements.

Rondo's face showed a smug look, he was indeed a genius, a super genius beyond ordinary geniuses, he was an idle young man before the age of twenty, he began to study alchemy at the age of twenty, and in five years he had become an alchemist with the bronze owl badge, and he had left his legend in the alchemist industry, and then his alchemy technology stagnated and fell into a bottleneck, which made him disheartened and had years of giving up.

However, after ten years of hibernation, one day after ten years, Rondo finally broke through, and his alchemy advanced by leaps and bounds, when it happened that his teacher was expelled by the Holy See for violating some industry prohibitions and sent to the Cursed Land, which also made him famous, he overcame the bottleneck through his own efforts, and Rondo revealed the mystery to the world.

His teacher became jealous of his talent and feared that he would surpass him, so he interfered in his research, which allowed him to stagnate for ten years, and it was only natural that his teacher, Isaac Newton, the only one with a tulip badge representing the highest rank of alchemist, was criticized as a vicious person at heart.

"Young man, if it weren't for my good friend AZ Alkmaar who wanted to see your head, I would have taken you as my student, a genius wizard, and I believe that you would also have great achievements in alchemy, what a pity. Rondo looked at the young man with regret, his great alchemy needed an heir, and he had not found a suitable candidate for all these years.

The opportunity came, he had to seize the chance to live, Font thought so, stepped forward and knelt in front of Rondo, bowed his head and said reverently: "I have long admired your reputation, but I have never had the opportunity to meet, otherwise I would never have become a wizard, if I can become your student, it would be great, as long as you want, I can serve your left and right now." ”

Rondo stared at the young man's back, his heart fluttered, what a good successor, but there was no way he could ignore Alkmaar's request. "Young man, I can't break my good friend's trust, AZ Alkmaar helped me, the only thing I can do is to make you die without pain, believe me, I have the ability. ”

He took out a bottle of reddish potion from his bosom and shook his wrist, and the potion in the bottle tumbled like a potion boiling in an iron pot.

Font knelt on the ground and looked up at Rondo's face, his face ached and crying. "Mr. Rondo, you must have the means to keep me alive without losing faith to your friends, and I beg you, you must not hope that the great alchemy will not have a good heir and eventually lead them to the grave. ”

Rondo's hand holding the medicine bottle trembled for a moment, he pondered, is there such a way? His alchemy must not be taken into the grave and disappear into this world, that would make people forget his genius, only if his alchemy is passed on, people will remember his great name, he wants to win everything, including fame after death, and he wants to be praised by people.

Seeing this subtle move, Font glanced at the fire elemental mage who was examining the wound, his eyes scorching. "Maybe you can find someone's head in my place, as long as you destroy the face of the head, your best friend will not be able to find out, there is no problem in front of the great alchemist that cannot be solved. ”

He encouraged Rondo to get his helpers to come soon, the pain in his ribs almost making him faint, and he couldn't stand to be on his knees for too long.

That's right, just replace it with a head and ruin the face of the substitute, what a good idea, Rondo admired the Wundt in front of him, thinking about the feasibility.

The fire elemental mage with the Iron Staff Badge was furious when he realized that the injury was worse than he had imagined. "Hurry up, get rid of this damn guy, take me back to heal, it hurts to death. ”

The rude and rude request disgusted Rondo, which prompted him to make a decision and turned around and walked up to the mage with an ugly face. "Damn fools, being rude to a great alchemist makes you pay with your life. ”

He opened the cap of the potion bottle in his hand that had been used to kill the young man, thought for a moment, put away the medicine bottle again, and took out a black potion again, his arms were like an infinite box, capable of holding everything.

Looking at the rude mage, Rondo grinned. "But you have to suffer a little before you die. The medicine bottle opened, and the black potion poured on the mage's body, the black liquid was extremely corrosive, emitting a strong burning smell, and the mage's skin festered and scorched under the effect of this black strong corrosive potion, and he shouted in pain. "Hell, what are you going to do. ”

The sound faded and the mage turned into an unrecognizable corpse, and he tapped lightly on the mage's neck, breaking from where it had been struck like a stone statue.

Admiring the stiff head that had become as hard as stone, Rondo nodded in satisfaction. Narcissistic praise. "The results of my alchemy are really gratifying, and I don't see the slightest flaw. ”

Font succeeded, and he made the powerful alchemist change his mind and get up from the ground, clutching his ribs, pale from the pain. "Great Rondo teacher, I think you must have some potions to get my ribs back to normal. ”

Rondo snapped his fingers, put his head in his left hand, and explored his right hand in his bosom for a while, pulling out a vial of yellow potion. "A super healing potion similar to the paladin's healing light, which can make your pain disappear in an instant. ”

The legend is not deceiving, Rondo's alchemy results are amazingly powerful, and Font happily reached over to take the potion, but when his finger touched it, the potion was withdrawn.

Rondo looked at the young man's handsome face, and said quietly: "Young man, this appearance of yours may expose the secret, I don't want my friends to find out that I am cheating on him, I have to eliminate all possibilities of being discovered, your face and your voice must be changed, you don't need a beautiful face and a charming voice to learn alchemy." ”

Wundt's face became even more ugly, and the cunning old man tried to ruin his countenance and make him a mute, which was even more unacceptable than death, but the helper was not here for a long time, and he had to delay as much as he could, or avoid this disaster, and knelt on the ground reverently. "Mr. Rondo......"

Rondo didn't give the other party room to negotiate and interrupted Font. "Die or accept my offer, you have no other choice. ”

He threw his head on the ground, freed his left hand, and pressed it on the young man's shoulder, the pain made Wundt not have the slightest strength to resist, his right hand went deep into his arms, and once again took out a reddish potion, which was quickly sprinkled on the young man's face, there was no pain, but Wundt could feel the change in his face, but he couldn't resist, as if his body had turned into stone.

Until Rondo withdrew his left hand on his shoulder, Font hurriedly raised his hand and stroked his cheek, his appearance was ruined, if there was a mirror, he would definitely go crazy if he saw his ugly face, this is the ugliest face in the world.

And he found that his throat was no longer sound, and even his vocal cords had been destroyed, and it was difficult to accept this cruel reality, and Font could not even let out a cry of pain.

Rondo admired the proud work, and finally took out the yellow super healing potion equivalent to the holy light of the paladin's healing system, and handed it over. "Come on, young man, you don't have a choice, you have to follow me when you heal your wounds. ”

Suddenly, there was a crisp burst of applause not far away, and Rondo and Fonte looked at the place where the applause came from at the same time.

Unable to see the faces of the people in the darkness, Rondo became vigilant, and Font thought it was his reinforcement, his teacher Mozart, who angrily wanted to make a request to kill the damned alchemist, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only wave his arms, and the pain in his ribs intensified.

But when the visitor spoke, Wundt's eyes widened in shock, his hearing was not affected in any way, the voice was so familiar, how could he be here.

Downing Stewart.